0110010001100001011010010111001101111001 0110010001100001011010010111001101111001 [Active] Who: Sion (atlasia_tatari) and HAL 9000 (onebyfourby9000) What: Sion offers to fix HAL up aftuh heawin him tawk wike dis. When: Sunday afternoon - possibly spanning further than just a single day Where: HAL's mainframe, 149B Warnings: TECHNOBABBLE AHOY. Potential angst and emo.
It may have been a bit difficult to avoid the people wandering about the halls - apparently, a great many people had been reverted to childhood, or so one of the people in this building stated - but the one with the title Atlasia found herself before long at the door to room 149B, looking it up and down before she smirks to herself. She reaches out, trying the doorknob and chuckling to herself as she finds it unlocked, swinging the door open and expecting to see the man behind the curtain, so to speak - either someone actively fooling her into wasting time looking, or a computer simply running a basic algorithm as opposed to a true artificial intelligence.